Ira-Nui

 The scientists were rather pleased with the reasonable health of the visorak, and even paid them a little extra because of it. The seven toa spent a few more nights there, resting up a bit, then decided to keep heading south, like Thiff had suggested before. "Still considering quitting the team, aren't you?" Biti asked Strele one evening while they sat around a campfire. "I don't like going back home." Strele replied. "Too many painful memories." "That's reason enough to abandon your friends?" Biti asked, tilting his head. "Biti, you're young, so maybe you don't quite grasp how this team works. We're not really 'friends'." Strele said.

 The unusual toa team set out a few days later, heading in a generally southern direction. They hadn't planned on picking up any jobs on the way, but as it turned out a small group of scientists found out they were passing through and, much to Hutra's annoyance and Strele's amusement, hired them to capture at least one visorak for them to study. "So, how are we going to go about this, oh Mighty-Visorak-Hunter?" Hutra grumbled, glaring at Strele. "Okay first off, it's 'huntress'," Strele replied, smirking, "And second of all, I think a big, sturdy box should work." "You're crazy." Hutra grumbled. "I think she's got the right idea." Feron